Leo stood, reaching down to help me off of my knees. Grabbing his once nicely pressed shirt, he used it to wipe the saliva off my face and chest before tossing it onto the floor. I stared at him in complete bewilderment. Did the guy have multiple personalities or something? He kidnapped me, made me think he was being forced to fuck me, Held and consoled me when I cried, pinned me to the desk, tied me up, and touched me even though I told him to stop, hit me, had forced his cock so far down my throat it felt like he hit a lung, and now he was being ever so gentle and cleaning me up?
Wrapping his arm around my waist he pulled me against his chest, pressing a few soft kissing against my neck. His lips trailed down and he grabbed one of my full breasts, taking the nipple into his mouth and sucking. I was already, regrettably, dripping wet from the things he had been doing to me since I had fallen into this room and his lips on me wasn't making the situation any easier for me.
Releasing my nipple with a pop he straightened to his full height and smiled down at me. One of those smiles that in any other circumstance would have had me weak at the knees and trying to gage the chances of getting him in my bed. Now it just made me feel like prey. I was the mouse and he was the cat. He'd already caught me and now he wanted to play before ending me.
"Let's get you ready." He smiled as he took the tie from around my neck before tossing it over where the rest of the clothes were. After that he turned away and went back to the desk where the box, he had brought in with him still sat.
Bringing it back over he sat it on the coffee table and opened it. Knowing what everyone says about curiosity I decided that it wouldn't do me any favors to see what he had in store for me. Whenever he would pull something out of a box when we were locked, or when he had us locked, in the room it was never any good for me. Okay so it was great for me but it was still very, very, very bad for me.
Reaching his hand in the box he pulled out a small key and walked behind me. The restraints fell away and I pulled my hands back to the front, rubbing my wrist in hopes to get rid of the phantom feeling of the thick leather straps.
He then walked back to the box, leaving me where I was. Pulling the straps of my night gown back up to cover myself I watched him for a moment as he pulled a bundle of black rope out of the box. Feeling my heart rate sky rocket I turned around, ready to run out the door.
"Ah-ah-ah." Leo cautioned, quickly grabbing the back of my nightgown and pulling me back. He turned us so that we were both looking out the window. I could see people out there. There was a man on a riding lawn mower and another few tending to the hedges and flowerbeds. Several figures walked along the large fence and if I squinted, I saw what I could only assume were large guns strapped to their backs. "You know you don't really want to leave me. It feels too good when you're here." He whispered, his hands running up my arms as he pressed his front against my back. "Besides," without warning he grabbed the straps on my gown, ripping them so that my covering fell to the ground.
For half a second, I stood in front of the open window completely naked, save for my thong. Dropping to the ground I back away from him, using my arm to cover what I could. My hand shot out to grab my torn clothes but Leo ripped them out of my reach before tossing in down with his pants.
"You wouldn't want someone like Jack to see you like that would you?" Seeing the confusion on my face he shook his head. "The guy you tried to squeeze the life out of." He reminded me, the corner of his lip turning up at the memory.
I was curled up next to his desk, trying to cover things I knew he had already seen plenty of in the last three days. Not the mention the however many times he saw me when watching the damn cameras, he had planted in my apartment.
"Look Leo." I started, trying my best to sound braver than I felt as he began to wrap the black cord around the couch leg. "You've had your fun. You need to let me go now."
"Not happening." He scoffed, turning to look at me as he secured a knot. 'Besides even if I did, where would you go?"
"Home." I'd find those damn cameras, remove them and then work of finding somewhere else to live.
"Where? The apartment that you moved out of and someone is already scheduled to move into for the next few months or to the apartment we made up for you?" Coming over he knelt down in front of me, his hand going to my cheek. "This is your life now. You should try to get used to it." His grabbed my hand, tugging it away from my body, pulling me so that I had to turn to face him fully. His eyes devoured me for a moment before meeting my glare. "You aren't leaving this room until you've gotten off. I know we were working on your stamina-"
"Oh, is that what we were doing?" I rolled my eyes.
"But I'll go easy on you tonight. Instead of eight or nine like I had planned I think I can settle for two. Then I'll take you to your room and you can rest for the night. Really come to terms with your new life."
He tried to pull me up but I yanked my hand back down, looking back towards the open window. Chuckling Leo walked to the window and closed the curtain.
I breathed out a sigh of relief, glad that at least a shit ton of strangers weren't going to be seeing whatever he was planning on doing.
"Now," He gave me that sexy smile again and I had to remind myself that I wasn't allowed to like him anymore as he knelt back down, grabbing my ankles. "Let's see what I'm working with." He yanked at my legs, pulling me towards him and away from the desk. Catching myself on my elbows I watches as he spread my legs. "Poor Kitten." He cooed. "You should have told me you needed me this bad." Lifting my leg, he ran his tongue down my inner thigh, collecting the evidence of my arousal at he did.
"Y-You don't have to do this." My voice wavered as his mouth got closer to my core.
His tongue ran over my fabric covered clit and my head dropped back. I was aching for him and he knew it. "Now what kind of a man would I be if I left you wet, horny and unsatisfied?" he asked as he backed away, licking his lips as he stood.
"The normal kind." I grumbled, letting out a surprised cry when he grabbed my hand and yanked me off the floor and into his body.
"Well, I'm not like those men." He laughed, turning us so that he was backing me towards the couch.
"I know." I began trying to push him away. "They don't kidnap." I replied with as much venom as I could in my lust filled state. I was far too aware of how my nipples felt pressed against his chest and of how his already hardening cock pressed into my hip.
Leo clearly didn't find that comment as amusing as the last one I made because he narrowed his eyes at me before pushing me back on the couch. Before I even knew what had happened, he had straddled my hips and grabbed one of the black ropes that had been attached to the couch legs.
"No, Leo!" I screamed, fighting against him as he wrapped the soft black rope around my wrist. "I mean it stop! Let me go! Leo, get off!" He ignored me as he knotted the rope, grabbing my other arm and repeating the process.
"Stop fighting me, Kitten."
As the knot cinched tightly I glared up at his grinning face. I knew what he wanted, what he wanted me to call him, but calling him master might as well be giving him consent. If he was going to do this then he wasn't going to be able use the stupid excuse of 'I never said no' or 'I didn't tell him to stop.
"I'm not playing this stupid fucking game with you." I yelled. "Let me go!"
A small, humorless chuckle escaped him as he grabbed my jaw, probably hard enough to form a bruise. "Oh, Kitten." His smile didn't reach his eyes, fear beginning to build in my stomach. "Of course, you aren't playing with me." His lips smashed against mine, his tongue forcing its way into my mouth. "I'm playing with you." As he got off of me, he caught ahold of my panties, pulling them off as he went.
I clamped my legs together, crossing them in front of me. Leo shook his head as he reached back down into the box. When he went to grab my leg, I kicked out at him but he caught my ankle with surprising ease. Leaning in he grabbed my neck with his other hand and got very closer to my face, his eyes burned with both anger and excitement. He liked that I was fighting him but hated it at the same time.
"I still have the ruler." He reminded me. "Behave or you'll get it across your tits."
The threat of pain leeched whatever fight I had out of me and he attached the bands around the ankles and then looped the rope through the metal ring. He then grabbed my other leg and though I tried to keep it close to the other he was much stronger than I was and in no time, I was tied down for him just like every night.
"Mmm." He grinned, running his hand up my leg. "You look so fucking hot like this Kitten. But I've got something else for you to wear."
He reached back into the box and pulled out something I had no idea what it was for. It was just two small cups. His eyes fell to my breast and I remembered how he had commented on the fact he had been neglecting my nipples. I had heard of nipple clamps before but they didn't look like they would clamp onto anything.
He placed the cups over my areolas and they surprisingly stuck. There were small nubs over my nipples but they didn't really do anything. They didn't hurt or feel good. They were just there. With a smirk Leo held up a small black remote and pressed a button, the red light signaling that it was on about half a second before the cups suctioned on and the nubs began to vibrate, teasing my nipples.
"Oh God." I gasped, jumping at the sensation.
With a smile he walked over to where he had tossed his phone earlier, leaning down and picking it up.
"No Leo don't." I begged as I yanked at the ropes that held me in place, moaning at the sensations that the nipple toys were giving me. "P-Please don't r-record."
He ignored me and I watched as he pulled the camera up on his phone.
"Please Master."
His thumb stopped just before hitting the record button. Turning to look at me he clicked the button on the black remote and I let out a sigh. Whether it was out of relief that he had stopped or disappointment I wasn't really sure.
